After inquiring about gossip with Tuoba Guoyun, Chen Shaojie thought about it and took advantage of the time he was doing math problems for his nephews, he went to Guangchu Hall by himself.

There were quite a few people coming to the gate of Guangchu Hall, and they had to queue up to enter, and they could only enter two people at a time.

Chen Shaojie could only stand at the right time and line up slowly.

After a while—

Chen Mu finally walked to the front of the team and entered the door with a fat and black male disciple.

As soon as they entered the door, a senior sister came to greet them.

The two hurriedly saluted the senior sister and handed over the jade sign of their identity.

The fat black man saluted and said, "Senior sister is polite. I am Guan Zhongze, the manager of Fengxing Palace."

This was the first time Chen Shaojie came to Guangchu Palace. He didn't know the rules very well, so he quickly followed suit and said politely: "Senior sister is polite. I am Chen Shaojie, the manager of Jingyun Palace."

The senior sister glanced at Chen Shaojie's face and her eyes lit up: "Oh, Chen Shaojie... Well, I don't know why Junior Brother Chen came to Guangchu Palace?"

Chen Shaojie asked, "Senior sister, I heard that wine can be exchanged in Guangchu Hall, right?"

"liquor?"

The senior sister smiled slightly and nodded, "Yes, there is indeed wine in our Guangchu Palace to exchange."

At this time, the fat black man next to him couldn't help but interrupt: "Senior sister, I'm here to exchange wine too."

The senior sister glanced at the fat black man, said, "Please be careful not to be impatient", then turned to look at Chen Shaojie: "I wonder what wine Junior Brother Chen wants to exchange for?"

Chen Shaojie thought for a while: "I wonder what wine is available in Guangchu Palace. Can I...I can take a look?"

The senior sister was embarrassed: "The wine is stored in the warehouse, and I can't let the junior brother see it."

"Can my senior sister recommend a few fine wines in the warehouse to me? Let me see which one I want?"

"Of course it's OK..."

"Senior Sister..." After hearing Chen Shaojie and his senior sister, the fat black man couldn't help but interrupt again: "Senior Sister, I know what wine I want. Can you please bother me to get two jars of red for me first..."

The senior sister frowned and looked at the fat black man with a cold look: "Can you wait for me and this junior brother Chen to finish your words first?"

The fat black man was glared by his senior sister's eyes and could only stop him. He could never speak in a vain way of saying anything.

The senior sister turned around and became kind again, looking at Chen Shaojie's face curiously: "Do you drink it yourself when you exchange wine?"

"No, I am using it to honor my master."

"Oh, my junior brother is really filial."

The senior sister smiled and looked at Chen Shaojie's face and expressed her approval.

The fat black man stammered for a moment, thinking that he was also here to buy wine for his master, but after looking at his smiling senior sister, he finally said nothing.

The senior sister asked Chen Shaojie again: "I wonder who my junior brother is under?"

Chen Shaojie did not hide it and simply reported himself: "The second generation disciple of Qingzhu Zhenren."

The senior sister was stunned for a moment, then said seriously: "It turns out to be the uncle."

The fat black man next to him was also stunned. He probably didn't expect that Chen Shaojie's seniority was higher than his.

Seniority has automatically increased...

Chen Shaojie waved his hand and said very well: "No, no, no, I'm just now and I don't dare to be my uncle. I'd better call you senior sister. You should call me junior brother."

This relationship cannot be messed up.

It is not good that there are differences in seniority among uncles and nephews.

The senior sisters and junior brothers sound pure and natural, very good.

The senior sister was very happy when she heard this and nodded with a smile: "If the junior brother has no special requests, then the better wines in our Guangchu Palace include Sword Immortal Brewing, Frost Drinking, Singing in the Heavenly Heaven, and Drinking the Matchmaker..."

There are quite a few types...

When Chen Shaojie listened to his senior sister's words, he suddenly remembered a name for a wine mentioned by his master yesterday. He couldn't help but interrupt and asked, "Senior sister, are there any Drunken Immortal Liver?"

"Drunk Xianliu?"

The black fat man was surprised and looked at Chen Shaojie: "The Drunken Fairy Stream is very expensive."

The senior sister was also slightly surprised: "I didn't expect that my junior brother would actually know about this wine."

Chen Shaojie was embarrassed: "I only knew about it after hearing people."

The senior sister said, "Zuixianliu is the best wine. Although we also have one in Guangchu Palace, we just need a lot of merit points to exchange for it."

"How many?"

"Thirty thousand!"

"What……"

After a moment of stuttering, Chen Shaojie gritted his teeth and finally made up his mind: "Senior sister, please give me the cheapest wine in Guangchu Hall."

“…”

The senior sister looked at Chen Shaojie's face and was a little surprised.

I just think the outline on my face looks so good when this junior brother gritted his teeth and the back groove.

“…” +1

The fat black man looked at Chen Shaojie's face and was also a little surprised.

I just thought whether this person came to buy wine or was deliberately making trouble. I asked the most expensive Zuixianliu, and then asked me about the cheapest wine. What do I want?

Chen Shaojie was actually just an impulse. After thinking about it, he still felt that since he wanted to give gifts to please his master, he could not ask for the worst thing. He could only change his words and said, "Forget it, senior sister, I'm just getting started, and I don't have many merit points in my hand. Just help me get a jar of bars with no more than 100 merit points."

Now he works in Jingyun Palace, with a monthly salary of only 300 yuan. He spends one-third of his monthly salary to buy a jar of wine. He is already a very dissolute person, and he cannot accept it no matter how much he has.

The senior sister came back to her senses, thought for a while and said, "I understand, junior brother, if you have 100 merits, then I will give you that jar of Rain God Dew, which is a rare good wine."

"Thank you, senior sister."

Chen Shaojie smiled at his senior sister and expressed his gratitude.

The senior sister looked at Chen Shaojie's smile and was a little lost. She was stunned for a while before she went to get the wine with a blushing face.

"Senior sister, I want two jars of matchmaker drinks..."

The fat black man wanted to seize the opportunity to say the wine he wanted, but the senior sister didn't hear it at all and had already entered directly.

Chen Shaojie waited quietly.

The fat black man frowned and waited angrily.

After a while, the senior sister came back to get the wine and handed it to Chen Shaojie.

While collecting Chen Shaojie's 100 merit points, she stuffed a small porcelain bottle into Chen Shaojie's hand: "Junior brother, there is a bottle of Qingxin San here. Take a little before practicing. It has the effect of calming the mind and calming the mind. Although this small bottle is only worth two merit points, it will be considered the support of the senior sister."

There is also such a good thing...

Chen Shaojie was very grateful and had a good impression of his senior sister. He felt that if he had the chance, he would really be able to give in and thank him very much.

The fat black man stared at the scene with his eyes wide open, his mouth slightly opened, and he couldn't even close it.

The senior sister sent Chen Shaojie away from the gate of Guangchu Palace and said, "Junior brother, you can find me next time I come. I am the third-generation disciple of Qingdai Zhenren, Zhang Qiao."

"Thank you, Senior Sister Zhang, I will definitely find you next time I come."

Chen Shaojie bowed to his senior sister before he sat on the crane's back and floated away.

The senior sister looked at Chen Shaojie's back riding a crane and couldn't help but think in her heart: This junior brother... is really a god-like person!

The fat black man stood in the hall, a little speechless, feeling like he had been forgotten by everyone, and his heart was very sad.
Chapter completed!